District Unknown | BTS ✓

fifty nine

{growing suspicions}

Politely offering his assistance Hoseok helped Daisy step out from the van, the pair interlocking fingers. Above the sky was falling into rich shades of purple and pink, dusk calling in the night as the light slowly faded. 

As the rest of the group left the van, outdoor lights began to flicker on one by one, illuminating the path ahead of them as they all turned their wary gazes to the grand entrance of Delgracy hall.

The building was beautiful, old stone and stained glass complimented by boxes teeming with tiny flowers. In front of them was a wide path, leading them towards the grand doors that stood wide open. 

The group straightened themselves up, holding their heads high as they began to make their way towards security. Jungkook was biting back his nerves, boosting his fake ego as some kind of coping mechanism as he kept himself composed. Beside him, Taehyung was oddly relaxed, hands resting in his pockets as he walked close to Jungkook's side. 

Jimin walked alone, not too bothered as it gave him time to focus on the task at hand. It was his job to keep the group as safe as possible whilst they all carried out their tasks, a big responsibility resting on his small shoulders. 

Behind them, Hoseok walked beside Daisy, fixing up his suit to try and suppress his growing nerves. Daisy felt Hoseok growing tense, so in one slow and effortless motion she interlocked her arm with his, tilting her gaze to give a smile of reassurance, "You ready?"

Drawing in a sharp breath, Hoseok let himself relax as he moved towards Daisy's side, "Not at all." He spoke honestly, earning a melodic laugh from Daisy as she walked him forwards. 

"Neither." She confessed, "But here we are."

They both squeezed each other in reassurance, stopping in front of security for a quick body check. 

The men went easy on Daisy, not searching too much for anything, but the rest of the group felt like they were in an airport, the men patting them down for any signs of weaponry or prohibited items. Jimin even went as far as glaring at one of the men for almost getting a little too close for comfort. 
The search however was quick to end, the group being cleared for any weaponry as the guards stepped aside, gesturing for the group to head in. 

Drawing in a sharp breath of air, Jungkook finally felt the empty burn in his lungs and his heart hitting his chest so hard he thought it would break his ribs apart. His nerves were beginning to surface. He needed to shake them off. Now wasn't the time or place for worrying, tonight was the night for false confidence and fake expressions. 

But Jungkook couldn't help but internally worry, his expression stern but nerves bubbling. Because didn't they know? It wasn't going to be easy for him to take a step forward when he was unsure where that foot would fall. 

Jungkook bit back his fear as he took a step forwards, and another... and another step until he was walking through the entrance. The chatter of the crowd and the elegant music grew louder with each footfall, and there was no backing down now.
This was a fight that needed to be won. 

Jungkook's fingers wrapped into Taehyung's hand, feeling how cold his fingers were. When Taehyung turned his way to smile, a gesture meant to reassure and give confidence, he gave away the worry he meant to mask. It wasn't just Jungkook who was nervous, it was clearly everyone. 

The group moved forwards into the warm light of the grand hall, the classical music flooding their ears with its soft tune as they walked their way across the polished flooring. Tables and chairs were set out in one corner whilst a buffet table was set in another, waiters walking around as they passed out sparkling glasses of wine. Everything was elegant, from the golden decorations to the marvellous suits and dresses the guests wore. But it was all a facade, because beneath this luxury was money won over by violence and bloodshed.
Everything was tainted.